Several people asked me on Friday if I watched the wedding. For the sake of this blog, several means two. I’m not sure what I ever did to make a person, much less two, question whether or not I would spend my time watching someone else get married on TV. I wear flannel shirts (usually untucked), old Levis (usually with at least one hole) and a scraggly beard (also with at least one hole). I was 12 the last time I combed my hair and I haven’t cut it since Christmas. It would have made more sense to ask if I had read the Unabomber’s manifesto.
My blank stare and prolonged pause should have given them time to think it through and realize that no, indeed I did not watch the wedding. Instead they must have thought I didn’t hear them, so they repeated the question. I repeated my blank stare routine on them, hoping they would just walk away. I didn’t know what to say; I was at a loss for words. Because when I said, “No”, they waited for an explanation. They wanted to know why I didn’t watch the wedding. Luckily I must have creeped them out by just staring at them, because they did slowly walk away, avoiding eye contact.
School is coming to an end for the year. Or so says my students. I have just over two weeks of school left. We had our 2nd annual Math/Science Family day at school on Thursday. It went very well. Our class had to do a presentation, so we did one on the transfer of energy. We used a bicycle and a student to explain potential and kinetic energy. The class also lined up like dominos and fell down, hopefully showing the transfer of energy. On Wednesday two of the students thought they would perform a different presentation, using punches to show the transfer of energy. We stayed with the bicycle.
The weather is warming up so the snow is beginning to melt. The snow has drifted into piles well over 7 feet in some places, so that will still be here when I leave. It did snow most of today, but it was 35, so it wasn’t piling up like before. One huge problem is that we’re now starting to fall through. One part of the trail we use to get to school is on a frozen lake we walk across. The lake has about 3 ½ feet of snow covering it. Now that it is getting above freezing during the day, we’re starting to fall through the snow. I’ve gone in to my waist but I’ve yet to lose a boot; others have. Crawling out of the snow must look hilarious, judging from the sounds of people who are looking, pointing and laughing. Soon it will settle enough, but I’ll probably be in WA when that happens.
With 2 ½ weeks left, I’m already thinking about putting some ribs on the smoker and a beer in my hand. I’m ready to wear something besides snow boots. I’m ready to see my wife. I know Monica should have been listed first, but I’ll share the ribs with her. I know she loves me, because she is going to DVR the Ted Kaczynski wedding for me. I love a happy ending.
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